Drunk Walk Home

I will retire to the Salton Sea
At the age of 23
For I′m startin’ to learn I may never be free
But though I may never be free
Fuck you and your money
I′m tired of your money
And I sit on the curb ‘cause it’s the prettiest night
With no one else in sight
You know I wore this dress for you
These killer heels for you
See the dark, it moves
With every breath of the breeze